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After Blaine explained his falling out with Kurt, it felt like their friendship was in limbo. She knew she owed him a story about Brittany, but not even she had figured out all the details quite yet; talking about it would hurt too much, and so while it seemed they were getting closer every day, there still stood a barrier between them, and it hung in the silences that sometimes followed their conversations.
Still, things moved on, and Santana began to begrudgingly realize how glad she was to have Blaine not only at her school but in her building. He'd call her every morning so she'd roll out of bed to get breakfast with him, and they'd sit in the corner of the large dining area every morning, Blaine digging into a pile of pancakes and Santana watching with disgust, sipping at Starbucks coffee and ignoring the casual stream of men that seemed to gravitate near their table.
"They're trying to get you to talk to them, San." Blaine explained, a lopsided grin on his face as he motioned a pancake-covered fork in the general direction of the closest table.
"That's ridiculous." she scoffed, picking at the side of her cup. "I just woke up and rolled out of bed. I didn't even have time to brush my hair before you dragged me down here. I didn't even put pants on."
Blaine raised his eyebrows and shrugged. "I don't think they mind that much..."
Santana knew she was attractive, but it seemed she was getting a lot more attention now that she was in college. Maybe it was because none of those guys knew who she really was? Maybe they were looking for one night stands? Either way, she wasn't interested. "How do you know they're not checking you out?" she shot back.
"I'm not the one they're giving the eyes."
She turned her head slightly, looking skeptical. "The eyes."
"You heard me." Blaine wiped a napkin across his lips, leaning back and looking around at the tables surrounding them. "How do you not realize how many people think you're aesthetically pleasing? Everywhere we go people are sizing you up like you're in a butcher's window at a deli."
Santana immediately laughed. "Are you fucking kidding? Did you just call me a slab of meat?"
"I calls em as I sees em." He joked, and he immediately dodged the wadded up napkin she tried to throw into his face.
School had started, and somehow the two of them had managed to end up in the same biology class. It had 300 people, no attendance, and a droning professor who put all his lectures online. All this put together meant Santana spent her morning finishing her starbucks and trying to memorize her class schedule, feet in Blaine's lap as he scribbled notes.
"You don't have to do that." she told him lazily, running her finger along a crease in her map. "The whole thing's online Blaine, you're wasting your time. We should've slept in." It wasn't that Santana didn't take her education seriously- she just saw no reason to waste her time.
"I'm an auditory learner." he stated, explaining this slowly as if she were a small child, and she couldn't help but grin. "And you know what?" he added, raising his eyebrows and turning to look at her, only a hint of a grin on his face. "I'm definitely not letting you borrow my notes before exam time."
After Blaine disappeared for a philosophy class, Santana trudged across campus, mentally checking out the buildings and how they corresponded to the map she had tried to permanently burn into her retinas. Still feeling a bit proud of herself for not having to ask anyone how to get there, she slid herself into a seat in the second row, put down her bag and stretched out. All in all, things could be a lot worse, she reminded herself.
"This is honor's english, right?" the voice penetrated her thoughts and Santana blinked, looking toward the source. The girl was blonde, tall, and with hips and legs for days. Immediately she felt her throat constrict and she swallowed, hard. A million memories of a girl with blonde hair and legs for days flew out of the recesses of her brain and into the forefront of her mind. Subconsciously, her foot snaked along under the desk to give a small kick to her bag, willing it not to ring. If it did, she would've answered.
"Y... Yeah. Sorry, yeah." She mumbled, and she tried to give her a grin, but it didn't work the way she wanted, and instead she pursed her lips and looked down, squinting her eyes, trying to see if she could remember any of the things Blaine had been scribbling in biology. Anything to distract her.
Santana had curled herself up in bed, drinking hot chocolate and trying to find something to do with her evening when she felt her phone buzzing near her feet. Digging her phone out from under her blankets, she let out a gust of air and closed her eyes, counting to ten. Fuck. Fuck, fuck fuck fuck. When she felt the buzzing stop, she opened her eyes again and stared at the "voicemail" sign that had appeared. Fuck fuck fuck.
She stood up, grabbed her keys and walked out the door, not even bothering to put her shoes on. One hand on her hip she glared at the elevator, willing it to hurry to her floor before she slipped inside, slamming the button over and over, eyebrows furrowed. As the elevator pinged she crossed the floor in quick strides, reaching her destination and slamming her fist against the door.
Blaine pulled it open, hair damp from a shower, one eye closed as he wiggled a washcloth in his ear to get rid of the water. "Santana?"
"I need you to listen to this." She reached her hand out, showing him the "voicemail" sign. "Anderson, I need you to listen to this and tell me if she's dead or something, because she knows she's not supposed to call and I can't listen to her voice. Just ignore everything else and tell me if she's dead."
Hesitantly and completely confused, Blaine took the phone from her hands and slid his thumb over the screen, bringing the phone to his ear as he waited for Brittany's voice to fill his ear.